Hi, everyone! I am now letting you know that this is the only story on depression and popping pills of Opioids I am ever going to be fully doing really. I had almost fall into depression writing this shit! I fully know I have to take depression really seriously.

But you need to understand that I never could fully understand the depression someone is fully going through, but I wouldn't just leave them alone. I would fully remain by their side and help as much as I can. Heck! I wouldn't even mind being a teddy bear for them to cuddle with!

May I not know what depression fully does to a person, but I fully wouldn't leave them to suffer and get worse. I would make sure they have something to fight with and even if I have to be their shield to the world, I wouldn't leave them alone really.

I had a relative on mom's side who was her second cousin who had been suffering with depression and she killed herself cause she couldn't take it at all anymore really. I may have not met her or remember meeting her since I was little...

A family suffering a lose from depression isn't right and no one deserves to go through it really. If I had money, I would have fully brought a lot of land and built a Depression Center for everyone with depression, so they can talk about it.

It would help fully get it off their chest and shoulders as even if we don't fully understand what they are going through, just leaning an ear to them might help in more ways than one really. This is all I have to say.

Thank you for reading my book and I hope you have a great day. Ja Ne, minna!